This morning, Neil and I got on the topic of Facebook again, and why I deactivated my account a few months back. The only way I could describe it to him in a satisfying way was to tell him that I’d never spent an hour browsing that site and left feeling good about myself. He said that while he understood that yuckyness, he still wanted me to re-join so I could play Scrabble with him. I then suggested that, hey, I dunno, why don’t we go buy a Scrabble board and sit in my apartment and play it. You know, interact in person like the cavemen did. But today my friend Anne sent me a link to a mock Facebook commercial that I think pretty much sums up how cheesy I think the whole thing is. Now, I know this may strike a nerve in a lot of you, as many, many people I know are addicted to this site. But it’s still pretty hilarious: